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Hm, who to pick...
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Oh, who am I kidding? That handsome jock Tyler is mine!
You have a skip in your step as you go to Tyler, excited to see how he'll react.
This is gonna be so much fun!
"Hey hot stuff, do you want to bunk together?"
The jock is confused by your words, as he looks left and right before pointing his finger to himself. "Me?"
You giggle, he's even cuter than he looks. "Mhm, definitely you." You brush your hand against Tyler's arm, and he flushes a deep scarlet.
"U-Uh, no problem dude! Y-Yeah, we can bunk together!" He stutters, as his gaze moves to your body.
Wait, is he checking me out? Oh yeah, he's definitely gonna be fun to play with.
"Do you mind if I take the bottom bunk?" You look at him innocently, now putting both of your hands on his chest, lightly scratching your nails on his pecs. This makes the failed athlete even more flustered.
"O-of course not! I like being the top anyway."
Oh?
Tyler doesn't realize what he said at first, until he sees the grin on your face.
"I didn't mean it like that!" He says panicked, waving his hands around.
You just look at him with a raised eyebrow, still having a grin on your face. "Course you didn't." After saying that, you take your hands off of your teammate.
You want to keep messing with him, but at the same time you also want to take care of your bags and go to the mess hall. You decide on the latter, knowing that you can flirt with him later.
"So, uh... your name is Cassian, right?" As you continue to unpack, Tyler keeps talking to you, wanting to get to know you better, at least that's what you think.
"Mhm, you're correct. But please call me Cass. Or Cassi. I don't really care." You reply calmly, more interested in finding your strawberry lip gloss than making conversation with your soon to be pet.
"Well, you can call me-" The clumsy jock is suddenly interrupted by a loud scream.
With how loud the scream was, you'd think the screamer was being tortured. The thought excites you more than it should.
Out of the corner of your eye you see the rest of the guys bold out of the cabin, probably to investigate the noise.
Wait a second... if I remain alone with Tyler, then...
Before Tyler can leave too, you grab his arm. You cannot let this opportunity go to waste.
"Cassi? We should go and see what's happening! Someone could be hurt!" Tyler says, not understanding why you aren't letting him leave as well.
"Do not fret, I'm sure the others will handle it."
Before he can say anything else, you take a strand of his hair and wrap your finger around it.
"Ty, this game will become brutal, and..." you sniffle a bit, pretending to be scared "I don't think I can do this alone..."
The brunette boy's eyes widen a little, and he immediately starts to comfort you.
"H-Hey, don't worry. If it'll make you feel any better you can count on me, always!"
Stupid boy.
You try your best to hide your smirk, and you so by hugging Tyler close to you. "Thank you, Ty. Maybe... we can have an alliance? We'll vote together, and I promise nothing and no one will ever separate us."
"Of course, anything to make you happy." You feel the jock's arms wrap around you. One arm around your waist, and the other on your head, starting to play with one of your pigtails.
You allow him to do as he pleases, letting yourself relax in his arms.
When was the last time someone held me like this? I can't even remember...
You allow yourself a few more seconds to stay in his arms, then you pull away from him. "Should we go to the mess hall?"
Tyler doesn't respond, he keeps looking at you, with an awestruck expression on his face.
Did I break him?
You don't worry to much about it, you end up taking his hand and going to the mess hall. The hockey player doesn't even react, still staring at you with his big brown eyes.
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CONFESSIONAL:
Tyler:
If any of my hockey teammates are watching this show, I just want to say I'm not gay. He crosses his arms It's just, I don't know. Something about Cass is so... mesmerizing. He stops for a moment and is lost in thought, until he's suddenly blushing. Yeah, like I said, not gay.
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Needless to say that your good mood is gone as you reach the mess hall. Not only is the 'food' disgusting, but also the Chef is a total psychopath. There's not really much you can do, besides forcing yourself to try and eat the slop and wait for the others to arrive.
Why am I not surprised that even this sh*t tastes better than my parents cooking?
Why am I even thinking about them in the first place?
Now you are even more annoyed than before. You hate your parents, you know you do. But even after all this time you can't stop thinking about them.
Thankfully, Chris' arrival distracts you from those thoughts. "Welcome to the main lodge."
"Yo, my man, can we order a pizza?" The chef doesn't appreciate Geoff's question. Indeed, he throws a butcher's knife, which ends up stuck in the door jamb.
You instinctively touch your hair, making sure that your two pigtails are still on your head.
If something happens to my hair while I'm here, I swear I'll kill everyone with my bare hands.
"Whoa, it's cool gee, ground slop is cool. Right guys?" You see some of the Screaming Gophers agree with your teammate, Cody is so scared he's about to hide under the table.
"Your first challenge begins in one hour."
I shouldn't worry too much about it, right? I mean, it's the first challenge. I doubt they'll make us do anything crazy .
After everyone finishes their food, you all are told to go to the top of the cliff, wearing your swimsuits.
f*ck me.
"Okay, today's challenege is threefold. Your first task is to jump off this one thousand foot high cliff into the lake." Chris' explanation makes you confused. You failed math two years in a row, but you still realize that no-one could survive such a fall.
Bridgette, a blonde girl from your team, wearing a diving suit, turns to you and Tyler with a calm smile on her face. "Piece of cake."
"If you look down you will see two target areas." When you look down, just as Chris told you to, you see two circles. One larger half-circle and a second smaller full circle. "The wider area represents the part of the lake that we have stocked with psychotic maneating sharks."
Compared to everyone else, you are not scared or worried.
Ever since my parents kicked me out, I had to do a lot of dangerous things.
Bridgette is right, this will be a piece of cake.
"Inside that area is a safe zone. That's your target area, which we're pretty sure it's shark free.
Eh. I'm not really scared of sharks anyway. Dolphins are much more scarier.
"Excuse me?" Leshawna says, not at all happy with what she just heard.
"For each member of your team that jumps and actually... survives there will be a crate of supplies waiting below." The host keeps talking, ignoring the black girl.
You move your gaze towards the beach below, and see some crates and what seems to be wheelbarrows.
"Inside each crate are supplies that you'll need for the second part of the challenge: building a hot tub!"
Wait, second part? Didn't he said the challenge would have three?
"The team with the best one gets to have a wicked hot tub party tonight, the losers will be sending someone home. Let's see... Killer Bass, you're up first."
You're quite happy your team goes first, excited to see who are the weak links. The same cannot be said for the rest of your teammates, as they look at each other, worried.
"Oh, wow. So... who wants to go first?" Bridgette asks, her calm demeanor disappearing as she looks once more over the cliff.
You actually want to go, but you stop yourself for two reasons. The first one is because you don't want to seem like a threat, and the second is you want to see everyone jump and, hopefully, hurt themselves.
There is a tense silence, until Owen breaks it with an awkward chuckle "Hey, don't sweat it guys, I heard that these shows always make the interns do the stunts first to make sure it's survivable."
"Owen is right, guys! There's no way they'll let us die!" Sophia agrees with Owen, jumping a bit on the spot.
I would like to believe them, but...
"So, who's up?" The scary masculine girl on your team asks.
"Ladies first." Duncan comments, looking at Courtney while grinning.
What a f*cking degenerate.
Courtney doesn't have the chance to berate the punk, since the girl surfer begins talking again. "Fine, I'll go. It's no big deal. Just an insane cliff dive into a circle of angry sharks." After looking down one last time, the blonde jumps. You don't care to look if she's alright, instead you look at the shirtless guys around you as you play with your hair.
Tyler is hot, Geoff is hot, DJ is hot, Trent is hot, Cody-
"She did it! Yeah! Yeah! I'm next!" Your ally says excited, leaving your side to run towards the edge and jump, screaming "Cowabunga!"
This time you pay attention, just in time to see him crashing on a buoy. You hear him groan in pain, sliding in the water and dragging himself to the boat, where Bridgette helps him.
Not only is he hot, but he's clumsy and will probably injure himself constantly? I think I'm in love.
After Tyler jumps, Geoff, Eva and Duncan do the same.
When Ezekiel's turn comes, he ends up hitting the rocks while falling. That scene makes you smile a bit.
That's what you deserve, you f*cking roach.
Harold is next, and he too hurts himself, landing in the water with his kiwis first, letting a blood curdling scream afterwards. The guys still on the cliff, and even the sharks, cringe in pain for that four-eyed nerd. But you just continue smiling, satisfied.
Your smile disappears when you hear Sadie's loud annoying voice.
"I'm not jumping without Katie!" The fat girl is clearly in distress, staying close to your team and hugging Katie tightly.
"We have to be on the same team, Chris! Please!" Immediately the wonder twins run to the host, hopping on the spot and begging him to put them on the same team. You bring your hand to head, lightly massaging your temples.
Now what? I have to find a way to shut them up, or else I will push them both off this f*cking cliff.
Or maybe I can just stay silent? I doubt Chris enjoys their cries, maybe he'll solve this problem.
I admit that a part of me wants to speak up and stop the swap, just to be petty.
...wait. I almost forgot about Beth. What if I convince her to swap and come to my team? With how friendly I have been with her I have no doubt she'll listen to me. A couple honeyed words and I'll have another pawn on this team. Not to mention that Katie and Sadie will appreciate my help, which could prove useful for me.
I could also be very well the one that swaps teams. Most of those losers Gophers don't seem too threatening. The only one who looks like a pain in the ass is Heather.
I have to choose quickly, before Chris decides on what to do.
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Decision Point:
How will Cassian handle the swap?
A. Do nothing
B. Stop the swap
C. Convince Beth to swap teams
D. Offer yourself up for the swap
